I was having a bad day.
Nothing went right at work, then when I was driving home a truck thinking it was a convertible got stuck under a bridge closing down a main road right near my home. When I had finally navigated the 30 minute diversion in gridlock, the roller door at my apartment wouldn’t work. Perfect.
I got out of the car fuming figuring the harder I pressed the garage buzzer the more likely it was to spring to life, when I noticed an elderly woman going through the bins outside. It was bin day for lots of apartments so there were about ten all lined up.
I am nosey (journalists generally are) so I went over to see what she was doing.
“Hello have you lost something?”
She was defensive at first so I quickly assured her there was no problem I was just seeing if I could help.
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